Mortality - Blog Posts
Think of an activity you love to do. Get the image firmly set in your mind. There will come a day when you do that activity for the very last time. Odds are you will not realize it is for the last time. How would you view it differently if you knew?
"An inanimate capacity mechanical projectile that can (respectively) transform based on the target's barrier(s). 1. If organic/water-based the bullet will use anti-organic/water-based purposes. 2. If kevlar, AP mechanics would be immediately used, instead... so on and so forth. (This ammunition and others can be interchangeable.)"
But minds aren't a cage of thoughts really, they mean to free us from our burdened mortality.
Lesser Spring
Autumn, Is a lesser Spring A most fragile awkward bloom Falling memories of momentary splendor Dripping rusted color It's lush verdure fades Forcing tender verdant blades to bleed inward The blustery blow of blighted breath Dries out insipid skies Fleshy pigments crushed haphazardly Into crackled dust, A seedling's Birthright & sacrament to lesser Spring
Narrator:
Imagine someone who has never known how to be alone, who has always sought the company of others to fill an unshakable void. That desperation to not be alone drove him to consume the lives of those who crossed his path. This is exactly what this dead soul did. The fear of loneliness consumed him, and in his desperation, he clung to Death in the hope of soothing his eternal loneliness. However, try as he might, there was something curious: he could not consume Death's life, as he had done with others. Realizing this, his only option was to return to the person he had clung to before his death, using dreams as a means to maintain their connection. You could say that person had become a capsule, a refuge, for this restless soul.
Death: “Not to be cruel, but it infuriates me to see how that soul seeks to redeem itself by invading the dreams of that boy. Don't you think it's pathetic that he would resort to something so low?”
Life: “Maybe she has her reasons. Fear of loneliness can make souls make desperate decisions.”
Death: “Vida, the boy hates him for what he did to her. He doesn't seek or need his forgiveness, even in his dreams. He's clearly trying to assuage his guilt, but it's not fair for him to do so at the expense of someone who has already suffered so much.”
Death: “And there's something else… Haven't you noticed that this dead soul shows a double face? It's trying to appear remorseful, but in reality, it's just looking for a refuge, something to cling to in order not to face its own loneliness.”
Life: “It's a complicated problem. Maybe it's time to get Mnemosine involved.”
Death: “Mnemosine? And what do you think he might do? Erase the memories of this dead soul? You know as well as I do that's not possible, his memories are ingrained deep down.”
Life: “No, silly. It is not for the dead soul… it is for the human. If Mnemosine erases the boy's memories, I could free him from this nightmare.”
Death: “So, you want us to free him from his memories with the water from the Lethe River?”
Life: “You're crazy! Because if you do that, not only will you forget these dreams, Death, but you will lose everything. You will forget your own name, your identity, even the reason for your existence.”
Death: “I know it's a huge risk, but we must consider all options. This soul has made the boy its prisoner, keeping him trapped in a cycle of nightmares.”
Life: “However, erasing his memory with the Lethe is an extreme solution. What we need is a way to free the boy from this torment without stripping him of his essence.”
Death: “I understand. But if we allow these memories to persist, the boy will remain vulnerable to that soul's attacks.”
Life: “First we must find a balance, a way to protect him without destroying who he is. Perhaps there is a middle way, something that will allow the boy to heal and, at the same time, close this connection to the dead soul for good. But it will be a difficult task. We need to think carefully and make a decision that will not bring more suffering.”
Death: “I agree. We must be cautious. We can't allow the dead soul to continue to wreak havoc, but we also can't risk destroying the boy's life. Let's find an alternative that will end this cycle of pain without sacrificing his humanity.”
Life: “Yes, we will find a way. Because deep down, they both deserve peace, even if that peace is elusive. We must act with wisdom and compassion.”
Death: “Then let's get to work. The stakes are high, and we cannot allow this cycle of suffering to continue. The solution is there, we just have to find it.”
Life: “It would be best if no one mentioned to Dagda what is going on…. If he finds out about this, he will surely punish you for not handling the situation the right way. He is not known for his patience, and we know his judgments can be harsh when something is not done as it should be.”
Death: “I know he is one of the most powerful and respected deities. He is a being with such vast influence that his judgment can alter the fate of everything he touches…”
"The flowers are fresh and their faces wet"
On an ordinary day at the hospital, in the midst of an occasional discussion with people who did not understand her nature, Death noticed something unusual. A dead soul, what humans call a “ghost,” had begun to follow her. Usually, once Death catches these souls they must take a direct path to Sheol, where they are judged and undergo a process of rebirth, adopting different life forms according to the karma they accumulated in their previous existences. However, this situation was different. Death noticed that this soul, which had recently passed away and which she immediately recognized, had returned to Jorden (Earth) instead of continuing its course to the afterlife. The curious thing was that the soul showed no intention of attacking her; it simply followed her around the hospital with a silent persistence. The climax occurred when Death crossed paths with Life, who also became aware of the presence of the dead soul accompanying Death. Vida, like Death, found it strange that the soul remained on that plane. After reflection, Death came to a conclusion: this spirit had made a conscious decision to remain by his side, and seemed to show a peculiar interest in Vida. This decision to stay by Death's side, and the curiosity he showed towards Life, added a new layer of mystery to the situation, making them both wonder what the true purpose of this soul's return was.
"The flowers are fresh and their faces wet"
On an ordinary day at the hospital, in the midst of an occasional discussion with people who did not understand her nature, Death noticed something unusual. A dead soul, what humans call a “ghost,” had begun to follow her. Usually, once Death catches these souls they must take a direct path to Sheol, where they are judged and undergo a process of rebirth, adopting different life forms according to the karma they accumulated in their previous existences. However, this situation was different. Death noticed that this soul, which had recently passed away and which she immediately recognized, had returned to Jorden (Earth) instead of continuing its course to the afterlife. The curious thing was that the soul showed no intention of attacking her; it simply followed her around the hospital with a silent persistence. The climax occurred when Death crossed paths with Life, who also became aware of the presence of the dead soul accompanying Death. Vida, like Death, found it strange that the soul remained on that plane. After reflection, Death came to a conclusion: this spirit had made a conscious decision to remain by his side, and seemed to show a peculiar interest in Vida. This decision to stay by Death's side, and the curiosity he showed towards Life, added a new layer of mystery to the situation, making them both wonder what the true purpose of this soul's return was.